Chapter 67: The Pipe
The light of the morning sun shines down.
The entire village has been reduced to rubble, and although many things have been stolen from the fire, many houses have been burned down. There were also suppressed sobs around from time to time, dusty people collected the bodies of the dead, and from time to time relatives and friends cried bitterly, this night brought them too much pain, but it also made them a lot stronger. The surviving militia looked like real warriors, still guarding against a possible second attack by the lizardmen.
With a little time, they can grow into qualified fighters.
Sauron sat on the watchtower and smoked, and the pipe was given to him by the militia captain, not high-end tobacco, but a small bag of tobacco from a very cheap silver deleu. He put the tobacco in his pipe, lit it, took a deep breath, and then looked into the distance a little distractedly, the brutal battle of the previous night reminded him of the turbulent year ahead. Such battles will be common in the days to come, and there will be even more brutal and merciless killings.
There was still a pain in his arm, the rotten flesh that had been cut off was regenerating, and the itching and pain mixed together, making his expression distort a little bit all the time, and he picked up his pipe with a slight tremor and took a deep breath. There is no painkiller in this world, although he has a number of jΓΉ templates, but it can't reduce the pain perception, and the very tough nerves that have been exercised are not so good before the pain after cutting the flesh. He needed to numb himself a little and forget about the wound on his arm for a while.
"Give."
The militia captain walked over, his eyes were red, as if he had cried for someone, probably his loved ones had also died last night. Human beings in the wilderness are very strong, just like those men in the Northland, the harsh living environment can always sharpen people's will, they will not fall so lightly, at least not like this.
Sauron shook his head and refused the liquor handed over by the other party, just picked up his pipe and took a hard puff, and said slowly, "I never drink. β
Don't drink alcohol.
Even if he was seriously injured, he didn't drink.
The militia captain's arm was gone, and he sat down with some difficulty, took a sip of the liquor with his intact hand, and then said, "Thank you." We wouldn't have survived last night without you. β
Sauron didn't speak.
The militia captain stretched out and took a package, which could be heard with a clanging sound, as if it was containing some coins, and he handed it over with difficulty, and said in a deep voice: "I know you are an adventurer." The scroll you used last night was probably your hole card to save your life, and we have lost too much, so we can only use this little thing to express our hearts. β
"This is the white crow swordsmanship I obtained back then, I have been to the battlefield in the south, although it is only the first half, but it should be of some use to you. Some of the other money is our heart, although it is not much, but we hope you can take it. β
Sauron's arm trembled and he lowered his pipe, the injury wasn't healing as quickly, even if he had the talent for regeneration.
He picked up the book of white crow swordsmanship, which was a hand-copied scroll, and there were some images on it that were not very clearly drawn, but the general moves were still understandable. Sauron pushed back a small bag of coins, picked up his pipe again and took a puff, and said slowly: "I will take this book, you can keep the money for yourself, I am afraid that you will have a hard time this winter, collect the things on the lizardmen, you should be able to barely survive." β
He turned to look at the people behind him, picked up the withered cane to support his body, a green leaf fluttering in the wind, and said slowly: "You'd better leave today, the lizardmen won't give up so lightly." β
"Something big may have happened in the depths of the wilderness, get out of here and find a place to live."
"As long as people are alive, there is hope for the future."
Sauron let out a soft sigh, he raised the pipe in his hand, squeezed out a smile, and said, "This pipe is even the reward you gave me. I'm getting out of here, so make your decisions sooner. β
And so he departed.
Many people didn't even notice him, and only a few watched Sauron's slightly tired figure fade away. He's a wanderer, and the wanderers are just that kind of people.
It's not surprising that he left so quietly.
You don't need flowers, you don't need to thank you, you can do what you want to do and start the next part of your journey.
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Sauron went back along the avenue.
The route had become increasingly dangerous, and the lizards had only attacked the humans near the Black Gas Swamp before he set out, but now they were approaching the outskirts of Whitehorse City. If the lizardmen don't stop fighting for territory, a war will soon break out, and these villages in the wilderness are not much of a concern for Whitehorse, but if the villages that provide taxes to the city are attacked, the City Guard and garrison troops should almost be dispatched.
I am afraid that the injuries on my body will not recover for a while, and I will not be able to move vigorously for at least a day or two.
Sauron was about to head back along the road, he had gained nearly 5,000 points of killing experience from last night's battle, enough for him to raise the Rogue level by one level, or increase the wizard level by a lot. He needed time to memorize spells, preferably a relatively safe place, and he had no interest in staying and helping those people, as they had already met in the water. Sauron didn't even know their names, and they didn't know Sauron's name, only that he was a wanderer capable of using spells.
The lizardmen give a lot of killing experience, the two stalkers give nearly 1,200 points of killing experience, the average warrior has about 200 points, and using the shadow black tentacles to kill ogres and druids even gets nearly 2,000 points of killing experience. Killing the caster gives more than 50% more soul energy, but they are also much more difficult to deal with.
Finally, there is the promotion of the end of the battle:
"You defeated the night raid of the lizardmen!"
"After a tough battle, your skills have improved quite a bit!"
"Use Magic Device +10, Focus +5, Listen +5, Search +3, Stealth +3, Dodge (Roll) +2, Dodge (Move) +1, Negotiation +2, Parry +2, Heal +2, Spell Identification +2."
"You have an understanding of the specialty [Spell Control]! β¦β¦β
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The improvement in this battle is very noticeable.
Not to mention the many basic skill improvements gained, just one last hint of the specialty has exceeded Sauron's expectations.
Specialty tips.
This is a harbinger of mastering a certain specialty, and in some special circumstances, you may directly get the comprehension information of a certain specialty, and then you can slowly master this specialty after a period of training. Although [Spell Control] is only the most basic spell-casting specialty, for Sauron, it means saving a necessary specialty. This was a great help for him to level up as a wizard, as he didn't have any specialty bonuses as a part-time wizard.
The first pro point can only be obtained when the Wizard class reaches level 3.
A part-time wizard, Sauron's strength has barely improved much, only getting 4 level 0 spell slots and 1 level 1 spell slot. In the future, for each wizard's professional level, he will get a corresponding spell slot increase, and at the same time get an additional level 0 spell slot, and high-level wizards and warlocks have a lot of level 0 spell slots, and sometimes there are so many that they can't be used up at all. However, level 0 spells are very powerful, as their orthodox name is 'Trick', which is a non-popular spell.
Unless it's an amazingly talented spellcaster like Vivien, level 0 spells are rarely used in combat.
There are no level 0 spells on the spell book.
Because orthodox wizards rarely transcribe 'tricks', their spell models are relatively simple, and some don't even require the time to cast spells, such as the most commonly used 'mage's hand'. So Sauron hasn't mastered any level 0 spells yet, he needs to go to the city's arcane magic shop to buy a copy scroll for a level 0 spell, and the price of this copy scroll is very cheap, only one-third of a level 1 spell.
Most of them are things that only wizard apprentices need.
After a day of traveling, Sauron was lucky not to encounter any enemies, the effect of the regeneration talent was very strong, and his arms were now able to move, but the battle was still a little inconvenient. He found an inn in the nearest small town, because the roads in Whitehorse were blocked, and the town that depended on trade was a bit depressed. He could hear the complaints of the residents, nothing more than that there were so many taxes every year that this little trouble could not be solved, and he did not know how long it would be delayed.
Sauron entered the arranged room and instructed the innkeeper not to disturb him.
He needed to level up the wizard class and then start learning to memorize his first spell model, which would take him a lot of time and not be bothered by.
If you don't tell me in advance, who knows if the part-time bar lady under the hotel will come and knock on the door.
After all, Sauron is a half-elf, with 16 points of charm, and in terms of appearance, he is also a beautiful man among humans, if not for the cold expression.
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